After all, the people below didn't discuss the result. It doesn't seem like the matter of breaking mountains and dividing temples. I think it's not a matter of setting up a day or two.

The temperature difference between day and night here is extremely large. As dusk approaches, the temperature drops sharply, and the cold wind blows like a knife. The people below also leave by boat and return to the villages and towns on the shore.

At this moment, the sun sets, and it turns into a huge red elixir hanging in the sky. Half of the sky is dyed red. The waves below are bigger, and it makes a sound when hitting the shore. Next to the temple of the island, towering ancient trees are rustling by the wind. On the shore not far away, the water flow also carves the natural shape of a big tree on the earth. The main branches are clearly visible, like a wonder of heaven and earth.

The temples on the island are empty.

Lin Jue slowly descended down the clouds.

The temple was empty and even locked, but the lock was only the outermost courtyard gate. One person and one fox didn't even have to pass through the wall and just drove the clouds into the courtyard.

Touch the toes on the ground and look left and right.

What a temple of the True Lord!

There is still a Yimen Gate when entering the door. Two guardian gods stood on the left and right of the Yimen Gate, all of whom were ten feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. One lifted a long-handed sword and opened his eyes wide open, as if he was about to pick you up in the next moment, and the other holding two short spears, but he raised it high, as if he was about to slash down immediately.

There are flowing water in the rockery, fish pond, koi, and a large jar in the middle. The turtle under the water is still alive. There are some copper plates inside. If you look at the temple hall in the middle, there are statues of Jiling Zhenjun who are holding the black dragon. To both sides are the gods and generals and priests under the demon of the True Lord. The sunset hits some golden red light on the temple wall, adding a touch of divine light to the other gods. As for other gods, no matter how high the identity is, they are made into small images in this temple of Jiling Zhenjun. They are placed on both sides or on the side halls.

Although it is a deserted and remote place in the northwest, the temples are built very carefully, and this place is probably because of the hometown of Zhenjun.

Lin Jue looked at it for a few times and stepped into the main hall.

Take out three rotten grass incense from the sleeve, and with a slight sway, three red stars appeared in the slightly dim temple, and blue smoke came out, which was inserted into the incense burner of the divine platform.

"I don't know if the True Lord is here?

"I don't know if the True Lord is here?

"The True Lord"

Before the third sound was finished, a breeze poured into the temple from top to bottom, disrupting the blue smoke and blowing dust.

The statue of the god in front of him changed rapidly.

Although it has only been a few years, this may be one of the few temples that Jiling Zhenjun has left in the world. No matter how lazy he is, he will not be unable to hear this only sound.

In just a few breaths, the outline of the statue in front of him became softer, the color on his body became vivid, the eyes became more vivid, and his facial features were lifelike, as if a statue had turned into a god. One was a Zhenjun Martial God with half-exposed armor and half-wearing burqa, big waist and round face and rough beard.

Even the black dragon in the Zhenjun's hand seemed to come alive, twisting in his hand, slowly turning his head, staring at the people coming from the temple.

"Who is coming?"

When Zhenjun glared at the eye, he felt extremely stressed. When his mouth opened, it was like a rolling thunder sound, echoing in the temple.

"I'm in the lower house, Lin's name is Jue, and the Taoist of Shan, I specially found the Zhenjun Temple and came to visit Zhenjun."

I saw the True Lord standing tall above the divine platform and leaning over to look at him. He was already tall and strong, and he borrowed the power of the divine platform. It was naturally frightening to be so condescending, especially when he had a black dragon in his hand, the black dragon's eyes, which were as bright as a light bulb, were staring at the visitor, and his breathing blew violently in the temple:

"Which immortal are you?"

"Now I practice in Fengshan."

"Hmph!" Zhenjun snorted coldly, and the thunder exploded. "Immortals on earth, who do not serve in the Nine Heavens, hide from the world. For the sake of freedom, they must not be related to the Nine Heavens Gods, and they will not easily get involved in the Nine Heavens dispute! You are an immortal, you should know that the Purple Emperor is overbearing. If you dare to come to visit me at this time, you will definitely have some intentions!"

This true lord does not seem to be as "barbaric, rude, irritable" as Taoist Jiang said, at least he is very careful.

"Come with gifts, and you're asking for something."

Lin Jue saluted to the True Lord on the God Platform, looked back, and the fox walked forward, opened his mouth and spit out an exquisite wooden box, then retreated, and looked up at the black dragon's eyes.

Especially he tilted his head and looked at the black dragon's beard.

But he never thought that the "barbaric, rude, irritable" side of Zhenjun Jiling immediately appeared, "Wait!" The Zhenjun on the divine platform suddenly paused, took a deep breath, and let out a sniffle in the temple, asking in a deep voice, "What did you say you're your name?"

"I'm in the next chapter, Lin's name is Jue."

"Lin Fangjue?"

"That's right!"

"hiss."

The True Lord took another breath, causing a strong wind to roar in the temple, the blue smoke was torn apart, the ashes were rolled up, and the windbreakers behind the statues and the ribbons hanging in the temple were shaking violently.

After he took in, he bulged his chest and stared at Lin Jue with anger, his eyes full of anger and a little disbelief.

"Are you here to see my joke?"

"Of course not!"

"No? You killed my colleagues and destroyed the True Lord of the Heavenly Emperor, causing the Heavenly Emperor to be weak. Now you dare to find my hometown in the temple to show off your power?"

The black dragon in his hand also wandered forward, exploring downwards with a person and a fox, leaving only his tail in the hands of the True Lord.

The fox also opened his eyes wide and approached it.

But it was not that I competed with it, but that I had never seen the dragon and looked at it with curiosity.

The Taoist below was calm and calm, with a calm expression, neither humble nor arrogant, and it was reasonable and reasonable and said:

"The True Lord of the Saint is like the True Lord of the Saint, who has done many evil deeds, and people and gods are angry. They should be destroyed. If they don't die here, they will die at the hands of other upright immortals and gods. The weak Albatross is not related to the lack of a Saint-Guardian for fighting for it. It is due to years of decay and depravity. I wish I could say for granted that even if there is a Saint-Guardian, the Albatross will be destined to be defeated. In fact, the Nine Heavens and the World now do not need an albatross who is silent and indulging in the gods."

Under the evening breeze of the West Sea, the giant True Lord's burqa's hair and beard were blown to shake. As soon as he finished speaking, he released the black dragon in his hand.

With a shocking dragon roar, the black dragon rushed over, spreading its teeth and claws, and was extremely fierce.

Without hesitation, the fox also turned into a huge six-tailed white fox, almost the same size as the Zhenjun Temple on the original ground.

But at this time, facing the black dragon that was hundreds of feet long, it was just a food that could be swallowed in one bite.

The fox didn't fight with it head-on, just flashed to the side.

The black dragon rushed to the sky and chased the fox again.

In just one step, a dragon and a fox flew out of the island. In a blink of an eye, they came to the sea. In the bright sunset, they were entangled and fought in the terrifying calls of many migratory birds, and the wind blew up. From a distance, they looked like a black dragon playing with a pearl, and a white fox playing with a black dragon.

Lin Jue was still standing on the island, facing the True Lord alone, and the True Lord had raised his feet and stepped on him.

The little left of the sky was quickly blocked by the soles of the feet.

"call-"

Silently, the Taoist turned into a breeze.

There is no need to hide by yourself, because the evening wind is already noisy and manic, and the huge True Lord Martial God raises his hands and feet and stirs up a strong wind. He does nothing, and the wind will blow it away.

"boom!"

Step down, the earth shakes.
Chapter completed!